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Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace.

Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon;

Where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light;

Where there is sadness, joy.

O, Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;

to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love;

For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;

it is in dying that we are born again to eternal life.

Amen

-ciao for now-

lauren

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